Well, nothing is a coincidence, and I've been wondering if I should put this on the forum, because on the surface it seems to reflect on me badly. But you've given me the perfect opportunity to explain something, and to show how the higher self works, and how spirituality can be healing, if you're only tuned into it. The trouble with everything in the duality world is things can be seen from one perspective or another, usually the total opposite. And if you read what I will tell you, you might think "neuroticism". I could be neurotic. Or you could think - high spirituality, higher mind running the dream to lend a hand to help the avatar with the task of learning. I prefer the second, naturally.
Only 3 nights ago, I had a dream. A nightmare. Woke up in total flabbergast, but I got the gist of it immediately. The situation in the dream was: I went with two friends (a woman and a man) to some kind of night club (in the night, it was dark) and when we got there, I realized that in the inner sanctum past two outside lobbies, was a wet room. And this is where all the party people were, up on stands, and all excited, dancing, frenzied and energized by what was going on in front of them. After coming through the entrance to that inner sanctum, I didn't go down the hallway to where I could see the action was. My two friends did, teasing me for being a wus, or whatever. In my dreams, I also employ other senses, not just sight, and there was the foul smell of blood and butchery - a visceral smell when I entered that room. I thought "No, I will just sit it out." So I went out to the first lobby, and thought, "No, this is too near what is going on. I will go to the outer lobby."
And in the outer lobby there was no-one there, but there were 3 padded chairs, nice and comfortable. A voice in my inner mind said "No, don't sit there." But I didn't pay it any heed. After all, I had to wait for my two friends. I didn't want to leave without them. Then, as I was sitting there, thinking it was a pity my friends had chosen to come to such a place, a new man and a woman came and sat on either side of me, and we got chatting. Everything was cosy, they were quite nice, actually. We were getting on pretty well. But then the man went out. When I was left sitting with the woman, I suddenly awoke out of the dream. And I knew that I had set myself up as a victim, once more. Only when I was awake from the dream, did I realize that by not leaving immediately I had recognized the nature of the place, I had let myself be soothed into a position of normality - waiting on an armchair for friends to come out.
When I was up, awake, sitting on the edge of my bed, with my eyes starting out of my head, did I realize that the man had gone out to set the trap - there was no way I was going to be allowed to leave that place alive. I had too easily given my trust, and too naively taken cosiness and comfort for granted.
The only real difference in what happened in the dream, in the sense of allowing myself to become a victim to someone else's tyrant, and what happened to me in this waking life, is that I realized my mistake and my victim-hood BEFORE it happened. I had NOT read the signs and synchronicities that were all around me, being that only warped, "bad" people went in there in the first place. That my friends were not my friends. That nobody was taking action against it because they condoned that activity. That I had no protection and no strategy for just such a situation.
You ask, had I really astral-travelled to a real wet room? No, I don't think so. I think my higher mind had to throw the most horrific image at me to get me to raise my consciousness out of its subconscious sleep that always allows me to become a victim, lifetime after lifetime.
Only because of my spiritual practice and psychic abilities was I able to see the work of my own spirit trying to evolve me. In a seemingly horrible way.
So I don't agree with the video clip's precept that you must become an actual monster, and then tame it. But you must know that your subconscious hides many monstrous things, from many suppressed challenges and activities from parallel or past lifetimes. Perhaps I have seen a wet room at some point. I hope not. The smell is pervasive, and disgusting. And that was without literally seeing what was taking place. Know also that your higher self is not above throwing the most disgusting images at you in dream state so that you can grip onto a little bit of it, and pull it up out of the subconscious for inspection, introspection and for understanding to evolve.
